My friend is a psychopath -Sunstreaker fanfiction-

• Chapter 12. Woods

'Why are you so late? Seriously I expect you to be in time?' I glanced at Sunstreaker. I felt so weird. I shook my head. 'What's wrong with you?' He asked. 'Nothing, nothing... let's go.' I tripped over my own feet and collapsed. 'Skylla?' He reached for me and hoisted me back on my feet. 'Sit down.' He pushed me on a bench and handed me some water. 'You look bad. Are you sick?' He asked. 'Nah, I admit that I feel a little weird... but, I am fine. Probably a little tired. Didn't get much sleep last night,' I muttered. 'You're lips are blue...' he laid his hand on my forehead. 'You're not fine, Skylla. What did you do? What happened after I talked to you last night?' He snapped. I barely heard him.

He grabbed my jaw. 'Look at me! What is going on,' he snapped. 'My chest hurts...' Sunstreaker let go of me. 'You're sweaty but you feel so cold. I don't get it. I am going to call Ratchet,' he sighed. I wanted to protest but nothing came out of my mouth. The medic arrived ten minutes later. 'I just found her like this. She's not fine. Confused, her lips are blue, she's dizzy and sweaty but she's cold and she says her chest hurts.' Ratchet crouched down. 'Skylla?' I looked at him. 'What happened? Tell me what's wrong with you,' he said. 'Nothing, I am just tired, that's all.'

'She's in hemorrhagic shock.' He grabbed me and forced me to lay on my back. 'Is that bad?' Sunstreaker asked. 'She can die.'
'Skylla, look at me, hey!' I looked at the medic. 'I need to know what happened. Talk to me! You're in shock and you can die. Tell me what happened,' he insisted. 'I tried to stop the bleeding. There was so much blood—' I felt myself slipping away. 'No, no, no! Tell me where were you bleeding?' He asked.

He checked my stomach. 'Ratchet...' Sunstreaker rolled my sleeve up. 'She needs a blood transfusion quickly or she will die,' I heard Rat het mutter urgently. 'Go to my alt-mode and grab norepinephrine, a infuse and blood type A negative,' he said and waved Sunny off. 'Oh, she's dehydrated, so give me a bag of water too,' he yelled. 'Did you do this to yourself?' Ratchet asked. 'No... why would I do that.'
I shut my eyes. 'Don't fall asleep.' He nudged me. Sunstreaker returned and I was barely aware of what was going on. 'Hold this.' Sunstreaker held the bag of water. 'She'll be fine?'

'I hope so. Her blood pressure is low so the norepinephrine should help for that. I hope that with water and norepinephrine she'll start feeling better. For her shock, I am going to give her intravenous (IV) fluid. You stay here with her and you don't leave her alone, got it?' The mech nodded while a Ratchet stormed off. 'I am sorry I am late. The bus was delayed.'

'Yeah, don't worry about it,' Sunny sighed. 'I just feel a little weird,' I muttered. 'I know...' he crossed his legs. 'I don't hate necessarily hate you... you're just annoying. Like a bug... like a mosquito. You know, no matter how hard you punch them or chase them off, they always come back and zoom around your head all night keeping you awake and annoy the hell out of you. You're a mosquito.'

'Thanks, I guess...'

'I don't want to live without my brother. It just tears me apart. Why doesn't the pain go away?' I asked. 'You will learn how to live with it,' Sunny stated. 'I don't think I can... he's the better half of me. He didn't deserve to die, I should've died, not him.'
'Let's not talk about that right now, okay?' I closed my eyes for a moment. 'What if you die...' he sighed. 'But I won't die. You can't beat the best and I am the best,' he stated. 'That's what my brother said too... he's dead.'

'You need to stop talking, okay?' I glanced at him. 'Sure...' I muttered. I shut my eyes and felt Sunstreaker rub my head. It was smoothing and comforting. Ratchet crouched down next to me again. 'I am going to give you another shot, you're heartbeat is too slow and your blood pressure is too low.'

'What happened?'

I glanced at Prime. 'Blood loss... too much blood loss. She's in shock,' he muttered. 'I'll transfer her in a minute when she's stable,' he added. I started to feel woozy and fell asleep shortly after.

((Sunstreaker's P.O.V))
Ratchet had brought her to the medbay. I sat next to her while he was fixing her wrist. 'It's deep.' I looked at it. 'She inflict it herself?' He asked. 'No, I mean... that sounds ridiculous. Why would she do that?' I asked. 'Why did you do it?' He threw back. I didn't reply and studied the femme. 'She'll be fine?' I asked. Ratchet glanced at me. 'She will, if she doesn't do it again.'
'She said she didn't do it. Perhaps she cut herself on some class or whatever.'

'Sure she did. Look at the wound. A straight cut, I haven't found any class and it doesn't look like this is made with a knife. I sighed softly and rubbed her head. 'Can you talk to her when she's awake?' I nodded and watched him stitch her up. She woke up 30 minutes later. 'How do you feel?' I asked. 'I feel fine.' I hummed and rubbed her head again. 'What happened to your wrist?' I asked. 'It was an accident, nothing more,' she mumbled. I gave a small nod and got up. 'I will bring you home. I don't want you to be here right now with these injuries. 'You don't have to bring me. I will go home.' I shook my head. 'No, I am going to bring you home and I am not going to argue with you about it.'